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RAINA LEÓN

“Abide by whatever task is set before you as if it were a law, and as if you would be committing sacrilege if you went against it. But pay no attention to whatever anyone says about you, since that falls outside what is yours.”

there was a storm; it was trouble-hue that shakes death dice until smooth palms turn calloused and snake eyes bleed maggots through the black. that was how s√he loved, in slip-tongue forking through the ear to tease sense into dull passion-quake, and when sense pried itself back, s√he had a crowbar answer. oh, s√he liked to twist until nipples cracked pus that stuck to cloth: healing. s√he loved that way, too. the devil likes you to hallelujah-talk baby, or slick, or everything you’ll never have. that’s just the way justice be. when s√he loses you, it will be because s√he’s sniffing another blood trail. that’s all women are: blood to paint real, breathing. s√he’s been jealous of wriggling babes for eons. s√he likes you to sigh-spring, baby, or slick, or everything you’ll never have. when s√he loses your sweat on the tongue, your spent body slumped against glass, s√he was never there at all. you just imagined that spirit, clever blaze. blame the glory cannonade of thumping heart or the haunting of an empty house. blame possession and angels and demons and that one movie you watched that convinced you that shadows stalked. when s√he loses you, don’t worry; s√he’s still close. those thin ticking fingers know the tap of your hipbones by hurt; s√he plays other music, a grim percussion aria. and when another wo/man with inked fingers says, thank you for being such a wo/man about this, and you realize s√he means the shifter has shadowed those sheets, too, smile toothy clean. there was a storm, all hue and cry, bodies twisted in brutal dance to stamp their living on. you made your claim to pock, and still the moon sands shifted. s√he never bore a scar but you.

i am the one who sees olive fields plumping their pitted fruits in the green of my son’s eyes the mottled iris in radiant hickory a quorum of trees split in their canopy song this skin here is the painter’s patchwork like a quilted fabric overlay a city map fashioned in sun flecks when nude he splays himself unashamed his body learning through touch joy he has never known shame my life was ever preparing to witness freedom the squirm be hummingbird be boy be bee be all the natural things look there at the minute conch imprint swirls on his thumb each coil an inherited story and stories to come his body a city within cities of bodies composite of cells in orchestrated mechanics the end unseeable i never knew this would happen when i refused to play with dolls when i ripped their heads off fastened them wild screeching beasts mounted on my brother’s remote control cars the new harpies all raw warrior defiant this boy now whose first sound heard was his sweetness name of a guardian angel for healing without fear i knew this always standing on the threshold to cross a border whose key was not a fist i am changed he is changed abre la boca drink there is not salt no arid dust only milk

RAINA LEÓN

Raina J. León, PhD, CantoMundo fellow, Cave Canem graduate fellow (2006) and member of the Carolina African American Writers Collective, has been published in numerous journals as a writer of poetry, fiction and nonfiction. She is the author of three collections of poetry, Canticle of Idols, Boogeyman Dawn, sombra: (dis)locate (2016) and the chapbook, profeta without refuge (2016). She has received fellowships and residencies with Macondo, Cave Canem, CantoMundo, Montana Artists Refuge, the Macdowell Colony, Kimmel Harding Nelson Center for the Arts, Vermont Studio Center, among others. She is a founding editor of The Acentos Review, an online quarterly, international journal devoted to the promotion and publication of Latinx arts. She is an associate professor of education at Saint Mary’s College of California. She recently completed a teaching poet residency at the Museum of the African Diaspora in San Francisco and will be the 2019 curator for the Community Voices summer program and Fall 2019 mentor for the Poet-in-residency program. She is currently curating a poetry series at The Berkeley Art Museum and Film Archive in celebration of the 10th anniversary of The Acentos Review and Latinx arts.